As much as I detest abortion. As much as I believe anyone who supports it (including our president) is a defacto murderer, I do not support Dr. George Tiller's killer. Scott Roeder, the man who walked into a church and shot Tiller point blank in the head, has just been found guilty of first degree murder.

His reasons notwithstanding, Roeder is a murderer and deserves whatever punishment is handed down. Even the death penalty. Tiller was on his was to a face to face judgment with God Himself, and he would not have found any mercy; he would have received the just punishment for his own crimes against humanity, which are secondary to his crimes against heaven. Dr. George Tiller would still have spent eternity in hell. What Roeder did was hasten the inevitable, and rob Tiller of any hope of possible redemption. Anyone can change, even a monster like Tiller.

The fact that Tiller was in church when he died means nothing in terms of the state of his soul. What it does speak to is the complete abrogation of Christian faith and standards by the church which accepted him as a "good and decent man. A Christian."

You can't convince me that a man, with the Holy Spirit residing in him, can for decades commit the most heinous acts of mutilation and destruction against the unborn. When the Holy Spirit comes in we are changed; we become new creatures. There was nothing new about Tiller. You can't convince me that Tiller's profession pleased God... that he did God's will. Only a complete fool would argue that he did.

Likewise, Scott Roeder may believe he has done God's will, but he has listened to a spirit other than the Spirit of God in the commission of his crime. And should he pay the ultimate price for his crime, he may Join Tiller in hell. Or he may himself escape the fires of hell; he may actually be covered by the blood of Jesus Christ. I can't say. His life and profession have not been as open as Tiller's. And I'm not worthy enough to stand in judgment. Justice has been served in Roeder trial, but will it be served? He has earned death.

But for Tiller? Was he covered by the blood? Maybe... but I see no evidence of it. It is simply beyond my ken to see how such could even be possible. But then, I am only human.

His name is Bill. He has wild hair, wears a T-shirt with holes in it, jeans, and no shoes. This was literally his wardrobe for his entire four years of college.

He is brilliant. He is kind of profound and very, very bright. He became a Christian while attending college.

Across the street from the campus is a well-dressed, very conservative church. They want to develop a ministry to the students but are not sure how to go about it.

One day Bill decides to go there. He walks in with no shoes, jeans, his T-shirt, and his wild hair. The service has already started, so Bill starts down the aisle looking for a seat.

The church is completely packed and he can't find a seat. By now, people are really looking a bit uncomfortable, but no one says anything.

Bill gets closer and closer to the pulpit. When he realizes there are no seats, he just squats down right on the carpet.

By now the people are really uptight, and the tension in the air is thick.

About this time, the minister realizes that from way at the back of the church, a deacon is slowly making his way toward Bill.

Now the deacon is in his eighties, has silver-gray hair, and is wearing a three-piece suit. He is a godly man — very elegant, very dignified, very courtly. He walks with a cane. As he starts walking toward this boy, everyone is saying to themselves that you can't blame him for what he's going to do.

How can you expect a man of his age and of his background to understand some college kid on the floor?

It takes a long time for the man to reach the boy.

The church is utterly silent except for the clicking of the man's cane. All eyes are focused on him. You can't even hear anyone breathing. The minister can't even preach the sermon until the deacon does what he has to do.

When the deacon finally reaches Bill, the church watches as this elderly man drops his cane on the floor. With great difficulty, he lowers himself and sits down next to Bill and worships with him so he won't be alone.

Everyone chokes up with emotion.

When the minister gains control, he says, "What I'm about to preach, you will never remember. What you have just seen, you will never forget."

"Be careful how you live. You may be the only Bible some people will ever read."